The Battle Was Absolutely Brutal-One Little Scratch and the Intensity Shot Through the Roof! Bonus Chapter 3030

(Extra chapter for "Little Rag Who Doesn't Eat Fish," 5/5)

The deathmatch at Blackflame Pass had become the hottest topic across the entire front over the past few days. As the Transians held out longer and longer on that "Bloodflag Heights," even the usually aloof elven rangers couldn't resist joining in the discussion and spreading the news.

At first, many people thought that while the Transians were certainly brave, deliberately provoking the gnolls like this was no different from asking to be killed.

They couldn't even kill all the gnolls in the Dark Mountains, yet they were drawing wandering gnolls over, making them go berserk, and then clashing with them in a frenzy.

It was an absurd stunt that went beyond performance art.

But faced with the facts, many of the people who'd been talking big before fell silent. Today was already the third day. Gnoll scouts had been attacking the heights nonstop, but so far, not a single gnoll had managed to get near the flag.

It had flown proudly there for three whole days, and those seemingly tireless Transians had been fighting there for just as long.

They'd killed well over a thousand gnolls, making the skull tower beneath the Bloodflag look all the more magnificent.

Most terrifying of all, those lunatics hadn't rotated out once in three days. The people still fighting were the very first ones who'd gone there. Though their numbers had dropped from over five hundred to around two hundred, they hadn't been broken by the slaughter or the exhaustion of battle. If anything, they'd grown deadlier with every passing hour.

It looked so impressive and so simple that by the morning of the fourth day, seven more "forward outposts" had sprung up across the broad area outside Blackflame Pass, besides Bloodflag Heights. The